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Chapter XV. The Irk Of The Old Ties: The Magic Of Youth

           

           “Wecanbuyitthen,”sheexclaimedsharply.

           “Youtalkeasy,”hesaid.“Aseasonfamilyticketcostsonehundredandfiftydollars.”

           “I’llnotarguewithyou,”sherepliedwithdetermination.“Iwanttheticketandthat’sallthereistoit.”

           Shehadrisen,andnowwalkedangrilyoutoftheroom.

           “Well,yougetitthen,”hesaidgrimly,thoughinamodifiedtoneofvoice.

           Asusual,thetablewasoneshortthatevening.

           Thenextmorninghehadcooleddownconsiderably,andlatertheticketwasdulysecured,thoughitdidnothealmatters.Hedidnotmindgivinghisfamilyafairshareofallthatheearned,buthedidnotliketobeforcedtoprovideagainsthiswill.

           “Didyouknow,mother,”saidJessicaanotherday,“theSpencersaregettingreadytogoaway?”

           “No.Where,Iwonder?”

           “Europe,”saidJessica.“ImetGeorgineyesterdayandshetoldme.Shejustputonmoreairsaboutit.”

           “Didshesaywhen?”

           “Monday,Ithink.They’llgetanoticeinthepapersagain—theyalwaysdo.”

           “Nevermind,”saidMrs.Hurstwoodconsolingly,“we’llgooneofthesedays.”

           Hurstwoodmovedhiseyesoverthepaperslowly,butsaidnothing.

           “‘WesailforLiverpoolfromNewYork,’”Jessicaexclaimed,mockingheracquaintance.“‘Expecttospendmostofthe“summah”inFrance,’—vainthing.AsifitwasanythingtogotoEurope.”

           “Itmustbeifyouenvyhersomuch,”putinHurstwood.

           Itgrateduponhimtoseethefeelinghisdaughterdisplayed.

           “Don’tworryoverthem,mydear,”saidMrs.Hurstwood.

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